Please, this is meant to be metaphorical, do not take it literally. I'm not enforcing or pushing for religion but instead using it as an example. Also, it is angsty, so read with caution. I do not want to upset anyone. :)
Today is the day for regret and broken dreams
It's when your nightmares become real
You can cry and beg for the end of this misery
But it's too late
You're stranded in a sea of grief
Close your eyes and wish it away
Hide behind your bravest face
Because now only God can save you
Horrors will haunt you
Like a bully would taunt you
Leaving you down on your knees
Would you stay on the ground, waiting for a hero to come around
Or get up, with your head held as high as you please?
But is that high at all? Or does it look like you're about to fall?
Close your eyes and wish it away
Hide behind your bravest face
Because now only God can save you
Live while you're young
And live when you're old
Your happiness can't be bought nor can it be sold
It is there for your hand to hold
But do we all reach
For something so far
Something unseen
We try our hand and hope for the right cards
That builds us up or break to shards
Feel hopeless yet? You can make it if you're willing to fall
Down on your face even when you weren't standing tall
Close your eyes and wish it away
Hide behind your bravest face
Because now only God can save you
YOU ARE READING
Simply Poetic
PoesíaMiscellaneous rhythms and meanings meant to convey feelings and thoughts, maybe they'll make you think, maybe they'll make you wonder what's wrong with me, maybe you'll even enjoy them. Simply put, it is my attempt at good poetry
